Things that sustain when the heart is heavy. Sometimes life just feels heavy. I have been thinking a lot about a dear friend who is very ill and a beloved family member who is slowly being “stolen” by dementia. It’s a struggle to honor the sadness, to sit with the grief without being overwhelmed. I…
I have been spending more time helping out my parents during Dad’s recovery from his broken hip. This past Sunday I made the 2 ½ hour drive North to hang out with my Dad while Mom was running the church Christmas craft fair. Six or seven hours is too long for him to be alone. …
The Friday after Thanksgiving I was talking with my Mom about what I should bring up for our annual Saturday after Thanksgiving family gathering. Once that was sorted out I asked how my Dad was doing recovering from his broken hip. “Is he walking outside with his walker or a cane?” “Have you been walking…
